Page 60 of Subbing For Santa

I whisper the rules in Aggie’s ear as we play, and at times, I get her to move chips into the centre—which gives me a good view of her arse—and I ask Aggie what she thinks I should do. She doesn’t really have a clue how to play, but I want her to be involved, and the expressions she makes while she thinks over what to do are fucking adorable.

About an hour in, once Aggie has relaxed into the atmosphere and gotten comfortable with my brothers, I decide to make my card playing a little more fun.

Aggie is relaxed back against me, her head resting against my shoulder and her arse sitting right over my hard dick. She has to be able to feel it, because it certainly feels her. Reaching under the table, I brush my fingers over Aggie’s bare thigh and slowly run them up towards heaven.

“Griff.” She whispers, turning her head to my ear, her breath warm.

“Yes, my little elf.” I say, not keeping my voice quiet, and she stiffens, which only presses her harder against my straining cock. I guess using her sub name came as a surprise.

“What are you doing?” She whispers, and a smirk tugs at my lips.

My fingers travel higher, moving to the inside of her upper thigh, and I feel a warm flush travel over her skin.

Using my nose, I nudge her head, so she turns it to face my brothers, who are still pretending not to sneak glances at her, and I whisper in her ear. “I wanna do some public play. Are you going to obey, little elf?”

As I say the words, I brush my fingers over her damp panties, feeling the shape of her hungry lips underneath. Aggie’s breathing deepens, and I notice her head dart to each of my brothers, checking to see if they are aware of what’s going on.

They are. But she doesn’t need to know that just yet.

Even though the lower half of Aggie’s body is hidden under the poker table, I worry she may not be so keen given the close proximity of my brothers, but when she subtly spreads her legs wider, I know she’s happy to play this game with me.

The thrill of the situation has my cock weeping, and as I continue to gently brush teasing fingers over the panty clad seam of Aggie’s pussy, the rush of wet heat that pools there shows me just how into this she is.

Fuck yes. She is perfect.

“You’re so wet for me.” I rasp against her ear, inhaling her sweet vanilla scent.

Turning her head back to my ear, she sucks in a deep breath like she is working hard to remain composed. “We can’t do this here, Griff. They’ll notice.”

I grin, turning back to her ear. “So? That’s half the fun, little elf.”

She glances out the corner of her eye at me, and her brows shoot up. She knows I’m being serious about this. That I want to do this to her with my brothers in the room.

As I press firmer against her clit this time, I feel her hips do a slight roll under the table, her willpower to fight her arousal practically impossible now.

She turns her head to the side again, her lips practically kissing my ear. “You want me to come in front of your brothers?”

“Fuck yeah I do.” I growl, not bothering to keep my voice low.

All four of my brothers glance at me, their brows furrowing just the slightest as they try to figure out who I’m talking to, but just as quickly, they drop their eyes back down to their cards.

I don’t give Aggie another chance to deny me. My fingers starting their assault, rubbing with more pressure over her sensitive nub.

Aggie’s eyes move back to the other four around the table, but all she will see is my brothers playing cards. She won’t see that the game is at a standstill.

She rolls her hips again, this time not as subtly, and a small gasp escapes her before she presses back against me and bites her lower lip.

“Fuck, Aggie. I want to throw you down on this table and eat you in front of them.”

My words cause her to whimper, and she doesn’t even realise I said them loud enough for my brothers to hear.

It’s at that moment that Liam, the fucker, decides to make a point of watching Aggie as he wears a small smirk, placing his cards face down on the table before relaxing back for the show.

Aggie gasps, but I pick up speed, circling her clit so she can’t think straight, and a moan escapes her as she turns her head into my neck again.

“Stop, Griff. Liam is watching.”

I chuckle before surprising Aggie by speaking the next words loud enough that she has no doubt everyone can hear them.

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